The remaining lackeys held their katanas tightly and regrouped around Carl nervously.
Suddenly, sounds of footsteps reached them, and in came Thomas with Jack and his lackeys.
"Who dares disrespect the young master?! Are you looking to die?" He roared.
Carl paled even further when he saw Thomas coming in with his lackeys, for he knew it was impossible to escape now.
Kyle quickly changed sides and went up to Thomas. "Mr. Dunn, what brings you here?"
Thomas sent him flying with a kick.
"You b*stard! How dare you conspire with an outsider and go against the young master?!"
Thomas came up to Nathan and bowed respectfully. "Young master."
Nathan nodded, then Thomas looked at the Yaleman elites. "How dare you point your weapons at us. Do you wish for a deathmatch?"
One of the elites quickly threw his weapon down, and everyone else followed suit as a sign of surrender.
With Yasha crippled and the Seven Deadly Sins dead, these 'elites'were at their wits' end.
Thomas' words was the final nail in the coffin; they immediately surrendered.
Thomas looked back to Nathan. "How do you want to deal with this, young master?"
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